"She definitely wasn’t crazy. It’s just that she cared too much. We all used to be angels, she is just one of those unlucky ones who can still feel the weight of their wings on their naked shoulders. And that’s a burden that often becomes too heavy for any one with half a heart to bear."
— adam stanley (via iamadamstanley)

(via ohmyfuckingscience)

"

I will bruise your lips,
and scar your knees
and love you too hard.

I will destroy you
in the most beautiful way possible.

And when I leave,
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.

"
M.K. (via ideas-are-bulletpro0f)

(Source: flourescense, via ideas-are-bulletpro0f)

"Eu costumava pensar que eu era a pessoa mais estranha do mundo, mas depois pensei há tantas pessoas no mundo, deve haver alguém igual a mim que se sente estranha e falho da mesma forma que eu faço. Eu imagino que ela, e imagino que ela deve estar lá fora pensando em mim também. Bem, espero que, se você está lá fora e ler isso e saber que, sim, é verdade que eu estou aqui, e eu sou tão estranho como você."
Frida Kahlo.   (via sinedoque)

(Source: velhocaos, via cores-primarias)

"All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire."
— Edgar Allan Poe (via keefrich)

(Source: purplebuddhaproject, via embodyneptune)

"How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?"
— Ray Bradbury Fahrenheit 451  (via loav)

(Source: larmoyante, via aphroditea)